random.

did some shopping at the mall, after work, alone. needed some retail therapy, i thought. felt like going into times bookstore. while i was looking thru the novels, it hit me that i haven't even have the time for myself. my novels are collecting dust. my retail therapy turned out to be buying stuffs for work instead for myself. what am i? obsessed with my work? i think so. it really is a good escape from thinking too much and doing nothing about the thoughts.

my next book buy will be 'the zahir' by paulo coelho or maybe somebody kind enough to get it for my birthday present. not asking much, probably a few title from him. heh!

well, it is the mid-week. nothing to look forward to this weekend.

i'm out of the dating game, tentatively. nobody to put me back into the game. concentrating on doing well in my career. to you who might stumble upon this blog, please move on and don't wait for me as i am going to take a long time to be accepting you.